Pluck the petals from my hair

As sunlight smiles

Down on us.

Summer’s laughter still

heard through the trees.

Take my hand.

No promise

Of tomorrow.

Today, with you

Is enough.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

About Penny Wilson Writes

I am a freelance writer that writes in several genres. I've had a successful blog with a growing and loyal following for more than 5 years. I've written articles for Counseling Directory .org, Introvert Dear .com, and WOW Women on Writing. My poetry has been published on Ariel Chart, a monthly online Journal and Spill Words Press. I'm currently working on my first novel. You can find more of my writings on my blog at: and follow me on Twitter @pennywilson123.
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17 Responses to Promise

  1. WaltPage says:

    I love it! And I get an overpowering feeling that you are in love πŸ˜€πŸ’›


  2. Lovely, Penny 😊


  3. Donnalee says:

    Very evocative of a lovely timeless time–


  4. Michael says:


    U published your stuff yet p?


  5. Yes, today is enough for an eternal moment spent with true love.Beautifully penned Penny.


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